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Why We Can't Have Nice Things

from I by Spaceplague

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Fuck your five year plan
I don’t wanna be that man
It’s like an icepick to the brain
But there’s no comfort in the pain
Feel like the Son of Sam
God damned I am
Broken, beat down again

Baby's got an new dress, wears it like a supermodel
Out to impress, now she’s back in the game
And all of the boys gaze longingly in her direction
You can’t help but still feel affection
And wonder if she does too

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from I, released March 7, 2012

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